A Shot in the Arm
Two Faces
I climbed up to the top of
the world,
And sat, hanging my feet
from the edge,
Looked down at you, sighing
sadly,
When you said you could
pull your own sledge.
I found then a face,
looking up.
A baffled one, that was
yours,
Before you walked straight
into the trap,
Of the world’s unreal
allure.
I gasped at the vanishing
stairs,
That kept me from reaching
you,
My screams of caution
silently drowned,
In that trap’s carbon hue.
Look up, look up, look up at
me,
Still here, I haven’t gone
away,
Climb out and listen to
these yells,
Look up at the face that
begs you to stay!
bruh.. noice as usual
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